Diamonds in the Rough
Proofing transcriptions is not exactly an amusement-filled task, but rare moments of humor intrude. I once had a typist to use the word "pneumonic" in place of the more appropriate "mnemonic," and I went into a fit of giggles imagining that "Please excuse my dear Aunt Sally" might be used to assist the lungs rather than the memory.
Today I've had two instances of homophone humor. The typist has the attorney asking whether someone's cognitive function is "in tact," causing me to question whether this person's mind is perhaps crude and boorish. But my favorite is the mentioning of "sleep depravation." Yes, this person's sleep is in the process of becoming depraved. Let's hope she's not a somnambulist.
Current Mood: slightly amused
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